WOODLAND PATHS 



out on the highway, but far more often 

 you have better luck, and the plain trail 

 grows gently vague, shimmers away to 

 nothing, and you find yourself, perhaps, 

 in a beech grove, out of which is no 

 path. You can hear the young trees 

 titter at your embarrassment, but you 

 cannot find the path that led you among 

 them. 



Perhaps in all your future wanderings 

 you may not come upon that beech grove 

 again, for the wood roads wind and in- 

 terlace and play strange tricks on all out- 

 siders. Particularly over in this region 

 wood-lot owners sometimes lose their 

 wood-lots, and are able to get track of 

 them only after prolonged search, tum- 

 bling upon them then more by accident 

 than wit. Sometimes a wood road inno- 

 cently leads you round a hill and slyly 



slips you into itself again through a gap 

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